*review contains bad language*
This book fuckin’ sucks. I hate it so much. This was one of the odious books that we were forced to read during junior year of high school. Now, this book.. .man, let me try to review this in a scholarly way.
Alright, first off, the story: The story is ‘blah.’ That’s really the only word to describe it. It takes place in America, where the young Hester Prynne carries around her young daughter Pearl, who is fatherless, and her father is unknown to all but her mother. Hester was not pregnant when she came to America, but she was married to a man named Roger Chillingworth, who has come to the American village. As a price for her adultery, she is forced to wear the letter A on her chest at all times, the deep color of red. There is a Reverend named Arthur Dimsdale who hangs around as well. So, the story revolves around these four people, but it’s so lame because they try to make a mystery out of it, or at least the part about Pearl’s parentage. It’s not Chillingworth. . .it’s not Pearl. . .Hester is the mother. . .who’s the father?. . .Arthur Dimmsdale?! OMG, I’m so fuckin’ surprised!
And the book is just full of things like this. Dimmsdale dies, but he does just that. He just dies. There’s no gunshot, no stabbing. . .he’s just standing there, and then he croaks and falls in the mud. What the fuck? This book is lame.
I don’t know if I would have liked it better if I was reading it independently or not. Maybe I grew such a hate for this book because we wrote so freakin’ papers about it. Or maybe because the back of the book gives away who the father is. Seriously, it says something like: ‘This tale about Hester Prynne and Arthur Dimmsdale, the secret father of her daughter.” What the hell, Dover Thrift Editions? You just gave away the whole book! This book sucks. Don’t read it. There’s an “Illustrated Classics” version of it, but. . .ughh. . .it’s not worth it.
